Global Transmigration: My Sky Island Beautification Corps

In the global age of transmigration to floating islands, every lord starts with a random troop type and talent. I draw the lowest-grade slimes and the most useless physical enhancement. After awakening a hidden talent, my slime girls are cute and springy with their sticky slime, while my goblins are green-eyed, twin-tailed tsundere beauties. Everyone is waiting for a laugh, but instead they see six-winged angels, abyssal succubi, mechanical battle maidens, and frost dragons filling the ranks behind me. “My Elf Queen can revive the dead, and my Fairy Empress commands the stars. They all insist on serving me.” I grin, able to predict floating-island trajectories by controlling time. “Didn’t they tell you I can turn your Lord’s Cores into beauties, too?”